The daughter of rebirth

Chapter 43 Snow and Blood
Seeing An Jin staring at her chest, Tang Zhao patted her on the head amusedly, and An Jin reluctantly looked away.He glanced across her two slender legs, then looked at his own, and then smiled with satisfaction.My legs are prettier than hers.Tang Zhao looked at An Jin's silent comparison and small satisfaction, and shook his head speechlessly.Isn't it just that the chest is a little smaller, and he doesn't dislike it.

When An Hanyu came out of the kitchen with a pot of coffee and a bowl of brown sugar tea, he saw An Jin staring straight at Qi Xinli's chest.And Qi Xinli lowered his head as if he was being slaughtered.

"What are you doing, sister, you're a wretched little girl again, and I'm telling you, my daughter-in-law, to be wretched, the one behind you is willing."

An Hanyu put down the tray, sat beside Qi Xinli, and carefully picked up the brown sugar tea: "Xiao Li, you should drink more tonifying blood now."

An Jin ignored him, looked at the bowl of tea, and sneered: "Red dates, longan, ginger, wolfberry, brown sugar. An Mengmeng, are you going to feed the pigs?"

"What are you talking about! It's said in the book that this thing is the best for dysmenorrhea! Xiaoli, let's ignore her, open your mouth and I'll feed you."

Qi Xinli looked at the brown sugar tea in front of him, and swallowed it the moment he saw the expectation in An Hanyu's eyes if he wanted to refuse.

He took the porcelain bowl, closed his eyes and took a deep breath, swallowing all his brains into his stomach.Put the bowl on the table heavily: "I'm done."

An Jin looked at Qi Xinli's feat of sacrificing his life for righteousness, his face was full of shock.Her Mengmeng really picked up a treasure this time.

Qi Xinli felt her stomach turn upside down and covered her mouth.An Hanyu hurriedly helped her follow her back, and asked worriedly: "Xiao Li, are you feeling better? Do you want another bowl?"

"No need!" Qi Xinli said, "Why does this thing have a strange smell?"

An Mengmeng explained: "I also put motherwort, garlic and hawthorn in it."

An Jin was curious: "What are you doing with garlic?"

"Isn't the garlic warm?"

With a livid face, Qi Xinli finally couldn't take it anymore, stood up covering her mouth and rushed to the bathroom.

An Jin looked at the bathroom with some sympathy, it's too miserable, it's really too miserable.How strong her nerves are to endure a bastard like her own brother all day long.

After sending Qi Xinli away, Tang Zhao saw that An Jin was sleepy, so he carried her to the bedroom.The heating was turned on at home, An Jin was only wearing a thin sweater, Tang Zhao helped her cover the quilt and moved a chair to sit beside her.

"That girl is nice."

An Jin nodded: "I've never seen someone with such clean eyes."

Tang Zhao lay beside the bed: "Don't worry about it now."

An Jin shook her head: "I can see that he likes Mengmeng. But no one can guarantee how deep that kind of love is and how long it will last, but Mengmeng's appearance means that she loves her to the bone."

"That little girl is very sensitive, and she is not a girl who likes to be restrained. Mengmeng is going to suffer a lot this time." Tang Zhao gloated a little.He didn't forget that this kid kissed and hugged An Jin in front of him.

"Everyone has to go through this. This is a catastrophe of love, and there is no way to escape it. Let them manage their feelings. Even if someone gives up in the end, they will have no regrets when they think about it later."

An Jin looked at Tang Zhao: "What do you mean by that? Is it because we have no results in the future and you..."

Tang Zhao kissed An Jin's mouth, took off his coat, got under the bed and hugged An Jin: "Others are others, we are us. Let me tell you, I will depend on you for the rest of my life. We will have a happy marriage and children and grandchildren in the future." Mantang, don't even think about giving up!"

Hearing this, An Jin hid in his arms and smiled sweetly.

Tang Zhao kissed her sincerely, softly making people sink: "Go to sleep."

The park in the middle of the street is full of snow.The tall and straight pines and cypresses pile up a thick layer of white snow, which looks a bit vicissitudes and desolation amidst the withered flowers.Occasionally one or two people walked through the park through the snow, leaving only two sets of footprints.When Qi Chen came here, he only saw Feng He sitting on a bench in the park smoking a cigarette, his head was stained with white snow, and the street lamp beside him was covered by snow.

Ever since he came to this city, Feng He always likes to come here by himself and smoke a few cigarettes quietly before leaving.Every year on February [-]th, he would bring a box of cakes and sit here for a whole day until the early hours of the morning.

That box of cakes was sitting there, taken by some street kids.

It was only later that Qi Chen found out that those cakes were made by Feng He himself. The cakes were carefully prepared, but they could not be sent out.Every year, the owner of the cake will celebrate his birthday with his family.And this year, she will spend it with the one she loves.

Qi Chen sighed and walked over one by one.Seeing Feng He doting on that woman, Trixier, sooner or later he will let go.But now it seems that those laissez-faire and pampering are just illusions.At least Qi Chen has never seen love and nostalgia in Feng He's eyes looking at her.

Sit down next to Feng He: "Uncle Feng came to the news today. In the past few years, the domestic market has been well understood. After the new year, the Feng family will enter China."

Feng He didn't raise his head, and said lightly: "I know."

"Ahe, I really don't understand. Uncle Feng is dedicated to you. He has never interfered with what you have done like other fathers. Why do you hate him so much?"

"You won't understand." Feng He said softly.He looked at the white snow under his feet, and remembered that winter when An Jin stood in the snow with a smile like a flower.

"I like snow days best."

"why?"

"Because snow is very clean, just like our feelings."

Feng He bent down to grab a handful of Baixue.But the moment his fingers touched the ground, he paused, and finally clenched his fists and retracted them.

He was no longer worthy of having Bai Xue.All he has left is the ruby ​​that fell in the pool of blood.

"Cough." Accidentally inhaling a breath of cold air, Feng He covered his mouth and coughed.Qi Chen was a little worried: "Ah, your body is no different than ordinary people, so you need to pay more attention. It's getting late, let's go back."

Feng He shook his head, coughed and said: "No, you go back first, I want to sit for a while."

"But……"

"It's okay with me. There are a lot of things to deal with after the new year, and now it's a rare rest. Let me be quiet."

Qi Chen was still a little worried, but said no more, nodded: "Go back earlier."

He brushed off the snow from his body, got up and left.

After walking for a certain distance, Feng He's cough gradually subsided, and the sound of a heavy object falling behind him, Qi Chen turned around and ran to the bench.Feng He's lips were a little purple, his eyes were closed, and some cold sweat leaked from his forehead.

"Ah, how are you?" Qi Chen took out the medicine and stuffed it into his mouth, seeing him swallow it, picked him up and ran to the car.

(End of this chapter)